"Someday, I'll go to Canada or Europe. Then I won't have to worry about it." Naea grinned, thanking the bartender for her Coca-Cola--straight up. "How'd you end up out here from Ireland? School? Work?" She'd always wanted to go and travel somewhere far away; somewhere outside of Anaheim, California. Hell, Vegas would even be a hell of a trip. But, very little money and living on your own since fourteen did not leave a lot of room for such things.
Maybe someday she'd ask David if they could go away somewhere.